作曲 : Karin Bergquist/Linford Detweiler Just shy of Breakin’ Down There’s a bend in the road that I have found Called home Take a left at loneliness There’s a place to find forgiveness Called home With clouds adrift across the sky Like heaven’s laundry hung to dry You slowly feel it all will be revealed Where evening shadows come to fall On the awful and the beautiful Every wound you feel that needs to heal And silence yearns to hear herself Some long lost memory rings a bell Called home Old pre-Civil War brick house Standin’ tall and straight somehow Called home Mailbox full of weariness And a word of hard won happiness Called home Leave behind your Sunday best You know we couldn’t care a less Out here we’ve learned to leave the edges wild And stories they get passed around And laughter – it gets handed down Read it in the lines around a smile Our bodies’ motion comes to rest When we are at last Called home
作曲 : Karin Bergquist/Linford Detweiler Just shy of Breakin’ Down There’s a bend in the road that I have found Called home Take a left at loneliness There’s a place to find forgiveness Called home With clouds adrift across the sky Like heaven’s laundry hung to dry You slowly feel it all will be revealed Where evening shadows come to fall On the awful and the beautiful Every wound you feel that needs to heal And silence yearns to hear herself Some long lost memory rings a bell Called home Old pre-Civil War brick house Standin’ tall and straight somehow Called home Mailbox full of weariness And a word of hard won happiness Called home Leave behind your Sunday best You know we couldn’t care a less Out here we’ve learned to leave the edges wild And stories they get passed around And laughter – it gets handed down Read it in the lines around a smile Our bodies’ motion comes to rest When we are at last Called home
